Turning Of the Tide by Diana Sander

Chapter 191

Rachel cooked dinner. She cooked a lot of dishes and ate a lot Mr. Wilson kept asking Trevon to put food in her bowl. Yet Trevon said that his mother did not like cooking but had been a housewife after marrying his father. She was a person who could not stay idle, so she always liked to cook herself. Even if it was the kitchen, she wanted to keep an eye on it.

During dinner, Rachel fed Jasper his meal.

Putting everything else aside, Jasper’s food, accommodation, and transportation were all arranged by Rachel. Even if Mary did most of the things, she was still worried and would check on it herself.

Of course, all of this was told to Natalie by Trevon. Rachel doted on Jasper like he was a piece of treasure. Trevon said she had never treated him like this when he was young

These words sounded a little displeased. It was obvious that he was jealous of his son

After dinner. Theo asked her to stay. However, she still had to look after her godmother at home. In addition, it was inappropriate for her to stay in his place before they remarry. She was, at most, the child’s mother and Trevon’s girlfriend.

As for remarriage, she didn’t want to do it now. It was fine to fall in love, but remarriage was a matter between two families. At the moment, she didn’t want it to be so complicated. She just wanted to have a simple relationship.

Natalie sat in the back seat with Jasper in her arms on the way back. Jasper was a little sleepy and was already dozing off in her arms. She covered her son with a blanket and hugged him quietly

Her thoughts drifted away. Mr. Wilson said Trevon had gone to Sapphire City seven times a month. If he persisted for two years and one month, that would be 175 times. Could it be that her brother had stopped him so many times? If that were the case, did her brother already know who Jasper’s father was?

Also, what was with the flowers and trees? Did she really not remember telling him that she liked cherry blossoms?

After thinking about these things repeatedly, it would be a lie to say that his actions did not touch her. She was shocked and touched because she had never thought Trevon would do that.

To make a person insist on doing one thing every month and fail every time, he needed a strong belief to support himself to continue doing this because the outcome might still be a failure.

The man in the driver’s seat saw the woman in the rearview mirror thinking about something. He frowned from time to time and asked curiously, “What are you thinking about?”

After being pulled back to reality by the voice, she asked. “Why did you change all the trees in the Wilson’s residence to flowering trees and lie that Mr. Wilson planted them?”

He knew that his grandfather would not help him keep it a secret, so he said naturally, “Didn’t you say that you like how the flowers bloom? You don’t like the flowers being picked from the tree,”

She searched for the origin of this sentence in her mind and thought hard. It seemed to be two years ago when they were running together. The flowers and trees on both sides of the road were plum blossoms. She stopped and thought it was beautiful then, so she squatted down and picked up the petals. She seemed to have said that she liked blooming flowers and did not like to pick them because this would stop their life from continuing. It could bring her a different surprise in the soil.

A part of her heart melted. She was touched. She never thought that someone like Trevon would do such a romantic thing. There shouldn’t be a woman who didn’t like the man she had a crush on to do something nice for her. “You were the one who changed the trees in the neighborhood.”

“Yes” This time, he didn’t hide it, nor did he lie.

Natalie looked at the back of the man’s head and smiled. Trevon was really arrogant. He was too embarrassed to admit it after doing something. “Then why didn’t you admit it last time and even say you didn’t know this developer? So this neighborhood is Mr. Blackwell’s?”

for a moment. However, he couldn’t deny it no matter

smiled and said, “Thank you. I like it very

rearview mirror. He would have told her that

Gardens, Natalie saw a familiar figure through the car window. She told the man driving the car,

brakes and turned to look at her in

to prevent Jasper from pressing

wearing a school uniform

looked nervous and cautious,

person he had waited for a long time

“Sister”

already moved out to live with her grandfather. In the past ten years, the number of times they had seen each other could be counted on one hand.

not here to beg you to let her off. I know that the mistake she made is unforgivable. She should bear

before his eyes turned

such a family could produce such a boy with a pure heart. He was not contaminated. There was no impurity in the young

your business. You don’t have to apologize to me. Your mother is

he held his tears in. “I took a

looked at Jasper in her arms and looked up at Tucker. Tll send you back. Don’t come out so late in the future. It’s

in

to send me back. I can go back myself.

restraining her emotions. So, he said to the young man outside. “If you don’t want her to worry,

his tears and sniffled.

phone and called someone. Then, he didn’t start the car engine and waited for the bodyguard to drive it out After Tucker

the car, Trevon quickly got out, opened the door of the backseat, and took

to me.”

looked up at him. “Aren’t you curious about who that

their conversation, he had already figured out

silent. He carried his son with one hand and held her wrist with the other. He was not a gossipy person. He was just more concerned about her matters. “You don’t have to feel guilty. Didn’t you say it yourself? He is not his mother.

toward the others was up to

more than Elena alone. Tucker was still in junior high school. It would be a few years before he became an

because Elena was in jail that they had

was wrong. Harry had restrained himself and was

see. Let’s go. Their fingers interlocked as they walked to the elevator.

bedroom. When Mel saw them return, she followed closely behind and said to Natalie, “Leave these to me. Have you eaten dinner? Do you want me to cook something

was oppressive. He always gave others a distant feeling. She was a little afraid and lowered her head.

“It’s okay. We’ve already eaten. Is Lena asleep? Is she